3. Blogging: When and Why?

Hi hotties, 

Its day 3 of my 31 days blog challenge and its getting quite exciting for me… Im beginning to surprise myself too😂😂😂😂.

Day 3. 7th April 2017

So yea, i started blogging because i always thought i had a thing for writing and im a bit experimental…and craftsy handsy…so yea i needed a place to just write, share ideas and talk.this was 4 years ago… February or March 2013 … 

My first post, it seemed like i was lost in a maze. Yea…4 years down the line and still very excited.


Remember to drop a comment..or a question..if youd like me to write on any topic.

Toodles

Bhotchocolate♥

When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.” — The Cancer Journals

So i was thinking…

Hi guys!!!

So im officially the laziest blogger on the planet… Yea, i realized that already… (in my super feminine voice😜) but i try, i try to be better everyday…

What better way to improve at something than continuous practice… Riiiightttt???? Yeah right! 

So i was thinking and i have decided to take on a 31 day blogging challenge…and fingers crossed.. (And with my most serious game face on)… On my Blog-nour (“bloggers honour” wordplay sounds better than hon-ger IMO 😂😂😂😂) i will be better…(pinky promise✊👌)

So like i said, its a 31 day blogging challenge...lets see how well i keep this.

Its night time on this end of the world…

Sooo night night….and let the challenge begin!!! (Female muscle emoji)

Toodles

Bhotchocolate♥


 “Strength and growth come only through continuous effort and struggle.” —Napoleon Hill

Motivation

​hi guys!

So i was feeling down today and a friend sent me this to cheer me up… I hope it makes someone else out there feel as good as i felt after reading

An eight-year-old child heard her parents talking about her little brother. All she knew was that he was very sick and they had no money left. They were moving to a smaller house because they could not afford to stay in the present house after paying the doctor’s bills. Only a very costly surgery could save him now and there was no one to loan them the money.

When she heard her daddy say to her tearful mother with whispered desperation, ‘Only a miracle can save him now’, the little girl went to her bedroom and pulled her piggy bank from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.

Clutching the precious piggy bank tightly, she slipped out the back door and made her way six blocks to the local drugstore. She took a quarter from her bank and placed it on the glass counter.

“And what do you want?” asked the pharmacist.

“It’s for my little brother,” the girl answered back. “He’s really very sick and I want to buy a miracle.”

“I beg your pardon?” said the pharmacist.

“His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my daddy says only a miracle can save him. So how much does a miracle cost?”

“We don’t sell miracles here, child. I’m sorry,” the pharmacist said, smiling sadly at the little girl.

“Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn’t enough, I can try and get some more. Just tell me how much it costs.”

In the shop was a well-dressed customer. He stooped down and asked the little girl, “What kind of a miracle does you brother need?”

“I don’t know,” she replied with her eyes welling up. “He’s really sick and mommy says he needs an operation. But my daddy can’t pay for it, so I have brought my savings”.

“How much do you have?” asked the man.

“One dollar and eleven cents; but I can try and get some more”, she answered barely audibly.

“Well, what a coincidence,” smiled the man, “A dollar and eleven cents – the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.”

He took her money in one hand and held her hand with the other. He said, “Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let’s see if I have the kind of miracle you need.”

That well-dressed man was Dr Carlton Armstrong, a neurosurgeon. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn’t long before Andrew was home again and doing well.

“That surgery,” her mom whispered, “was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost.”

The little girl smiled. She knew exactly how much the miracle cost … one dollar and eleven cents … plus the faith of a little child.

Perseverance can make miracles happen! Miracle can come in various forms – as a doctor, as a lawyer, as a teacher, as a police and many others..

A river cuts the rock not because of its power, but because of its consistency.

Never lose your hope; keep walking towards your vision.”

…because a little motivation never hurts anyone…😊

Toodles

Hotchocolate♥

Life Hacks : How to jump a car 🚗🔋🚕

Hi Guys,

One of those tips I find essential, thought to share.
  

Follow each detail, you’ll do just fine.

Toodles

Hotchocolate ❤️

“Courage is the most important of all the virtues because without courage, you can’t practice any other virtue consistently” ~ Maya Angelou
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